This is a song about "Beard gang"

You know i stick to the script

Sitting in igloo growing a beard

Gang banging with bloods and crips

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Grow your beard out, just weird out

I gotta little clout

Fly bitch gang we did that

I promise i'mma call you back

Kicks new, my denim, raw

Wolf gang we ain't barking, nah

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

But gang banging was an absolute calamity

Put it on whatever bitch, me and spitta high as shit

Focus on getting educated, not gang affiliated,